Asking about longevity

Mo Hua was confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Zisheng hesitated and said: "The one you drew... is the formation pivot?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Yes.

"What formation hub?"

Bai Zisheng asked curiously, and Bai Zixi also looked at the ink paintings curiously.

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment and then said, "You will know later."

Bai Zisheng muttered dissatisfied: "Stingy guy..."

Then he remembered something again, looked a little worried, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to move to the city?"

"It's possible."

"What does it mean to be possible?" Bai Zisheng asked. "When a big demon appears, there is usually no other way but to move to the city..."

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask: "It's unusual. Is there any other way?"

He wanted to know what else Bai Zisheng knew and whether there were other ways to deal with the big demon.

"How do I know..." Bai Zisheng just shook his head, "I asked Aunt Xue, she told me."

Bai Zixi also said in a clear voice:

"There are monks in the Bai family who serve in Tianshu Pavilion. I have seen such records. Generally, in the case of disasters such as big monsters, moving to the city is already the best option."

There are also some who are eaten by the big demon, or become corpse slaves, or become ghosts... They are all tragic disasters in the world.

Thinking of this, the three of them looked a little solemn.

Mo Hua glanced at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, and then asked:

"If we move to the city, will you leave too?"

Bai Zisheng nodded and said: "Once we move to the city, Mr. Zhuang will definitely leave. Judging from his appearance, he is not willing to accept Zixi and me as his disciples."

"But we must worship him as our teacher!" Bai Zisheng said firmly.

"Why?" Mo Hua was confused.

Bai Zisheng hesitated to speak, and couldn't help but glance at Bai Zixi. Seeing that she didn't say anything to stop her, and she didn't look unhappy, he looked at Mo Hua solemnly.

Mo Hua's expression condensed and he listened.

Bai Zisheng lowered his voice and whispered: "I don't know either..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bai Zisheng with disgust.

Bai Zisheng said quickly: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

He lowered his voice again: "Originally, this cannot be said to outsiders, but we come from the same sect... half of the same sect, so I won't hide it from you..."

"My mother told me and Zixi that we must find Mr. Zhuang, become our teacher, and learn a special formation."

"This formation can only be learned by direct disciples, not registered disciples."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

So that’s it…

No wonder Zisheng and Zixi are so determined to take Mr. Zhuang as their teacher.

Maybe it's not them who are obsessed, but their mother, or maybe it's the Bai family behind them...

Then this formation may have a very big bearing on it...

"Don't you ask what the formation is?"

When Bai Zisheng saw Mo Hua, he said "oh" and was a little dissatisfied. He felt that his reaction was too bland, and it was a shame that he told him such a "confidential" thing.

Shouldn't you be a little shocked?

I just said "Oh", what's going on?

Mo Hua glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't you know?"

Bai Zisheng was stunned, "How do you know that I don't know?"

"You just said, 'I don't know either,' which means you probably don't know what formations you want to learn from Mr. Zhuang as your teacher..."

"Besides, even if you know it, you can't tell it." Mo Hua added.

Bai Zisheng held his chin, looked at Mo Hua and shook his head:

"Mo Hua, it's boring if you do this. We can't chat anymore."

You've already said everything, how can I keep showing off?

Bai Zisheng was a little dissatisfied.

"Okay." After a moment, Mo Hua thought of a question and asked again:

"Then if Mr. Zhuang leaves and doesn't accept you as his disciples, what are you going to do?"

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other and sighed slightly.

Bai Zisheng said bitterly:

"I don't know either. Maybe we will keep looking for Mr. Zhuang until Mr. Zhuang is willing to accept us..."

This is very difficult. Mr. Zhuang’s dragon has its head but not its tail, and he doesn’t know where it will go.

They traveled all the way through mountains and rivers and slept in the open. Not to mention taking Mr. Zhuang as their teacher, I am afraid it would be difficult even to find Mr. Zhuang.

Mo Hua sympathized with them a little, and was quite dissatisfied with their mother and the Bai family behind them.

For such a big family, if something happened, they would not solve it themselves, but they would ask Zi Sheng and Zi Xi to become their disciples.

I want to use their two children to make Mr. Zhuang soften his heart.

It seems that An Xiaofu is right. The bigger the family, the weaker the family ties.

Bai Zisheng thought for a while and suddenly asked Mo Hua:

"Mo Hua, do you think Mr. Zhuang will accept you as his disciple?"

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "You have a relationship with Mr. You, have a good family background, and have good talents. Mr. Zhuang is not willing to accept you, so why would you accept me?"

Bai Zisheng muttered: "That's not necessarily true..."

Mr. Zhuang treated Mo Hua much better than they did...

If it weren't for Mo Hua's spiritual roots being so poor, he would have suspected that Mo Hua was a descendant of Mr. Zhuang's blood relationship...

Mr. Zhuang’s descendants cannot have such bad spiritual roots!

So Mo Hua must not be related by blood to Mr. Zhuang.

Mo Hua stared at Bai Zisheng, like a cat with its eyes narrowed, and said displeasedly:

"Are you talking bad about me in your heart?"

Bai Zisheng was shocked, "You also know this?"

Mo Hua snorted, "I learned it from Mr. Zhuang."

Every time he slandered in his heart, Mr. Zhuang could tell what he was thinking, and over time, he came to know that others were talking bad about him.

Bai Zisheng said helplessly: "What are you learning..."

"It just works!"

…

The two bickered for a while.

Mo Hua was just about to regain his consciousness, so he chatted with Bai Zisheng and took a break.

As he spoke, Bai Zisheng suddenly lowered his head, looking a little disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Mo Hua asked.

Bai Zisheng glanced at the big locust tree, then at Tongxian City in the distance, and sighed:

"If we move to the city, will all these be gone..."

Mr. Zhuang's mountain residence is gone, the big locust tree is gone, the bamboo forest is gone, the pond is gone, and the fish in the pond are gone...

The monks in Tongxian City are all gone, the restaurants are gone, the lively streets are gone, the bright fireworks are gone, and the beautiful monster fighting show is gone...

And after they separate, they may no longer be able to eat the wine and meat sent by Mo Hua, or taste the cakes made by Aunt Liu...

If they go to find Mr. Zhuang to become his disciple, it will be an arduous journey.

If you return to the Bai family, you will return to a cage full of flowers but as boring as stagnant water.

The days in Tongxian City were the happiest days he had lived so far.

If Tongxian City was still there, he could still think of coming back to see it.

If he was gone, he wouldn't even have a place to miss...

The more Bai Zisheng thought about it, the lower his expression became.

There was also deep loneliness in Bai Zixi's bright eyes.

Mo Hua was speechless for a moment.

He thought for a moment and suddenly said firmly: "No!"

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were both startled, "Why not?"

"Tongxian City will not disappear!"

"But……"

But Mo Hua stood up directly and said, "You'll know after a while!"

After saying that, he packed up his things, said "I'm going to find Mr. Zhuang", and ran away again like the wind.

Brother and sister Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other, a little confused, not knowing what Mo Hua wanted to do.

Mo Hua went to Mr. Zhuang again and asked a few questions about the Grand Array. Then after returning home, he began to study the Grand Array day and night.

The relocation is still in the preparation stage.

Before everyone can actually start moving to the city, he must learn the formation pivots of the great formation!

As long as you learn the formation pivot, you have mastered the core of the formation.

Later single array compatibility, array media construction, etc. can be learned while planning and building.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua locked himself in the room and practiced the formation over and over again.

His consciousness was also increasing bit by bit without even realizing it.

The context of the formation hub gradually became clear in his mind.

The formation pivot he drew was also perfect one stroke at a time.

But it's still not enough...

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is still not enough.

Each time the ink painting is close to exhaustion, then it goes back again, and then it is exhausted again, and the cycle continues.

However, there are still many gaps in the distance between the formation hub and the complete drawing.

Ink painting tries again and again and fails again and again.

Just like a person crossing a river, he can see the other side every time, but he always drowns before the other side.

"Can the ten-mark formation really consume so much spiritual consciousness?"

The ink painting can't help but feel depressed.

But Mo Hua is still not discouraged.

The whole person is like a clockwork puppet, tirelessly and endlessly repeating the same thing mechanically and numbly.

Draw the formation pivot, erase it, then draw again, erase again...

Monotonous, repetitive, and boring.

But Mo Hua was still engrossed. He forgot about time and everything, completely immersed in the formation.

God rewarded his hard work, and finally, a month later, Mo Hua blessed his soul, and for the first time, he completely drew all the pivots of the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation on the Dao stele in the Sea of ​​Consciousness!

At that moment, Mo Hua was stunned.

There was no joy in his heart, only numbness and a trace of self-doubt.

"Did I really draw it?"

This can't be a dream...

Mo Hua looked at the array hub again.

Tightly integrated and in perfect order, the lines outlined with fine brushes are layered on top of each other and filled in alternately, forming a magnificent backbone of the array.

It is profound, obscure, and complex, but it also has an indescribable and complex beauty.

The ink painting exits from the numb and mechanical "puppet" state, and joy gradually soaks into the heart like rain.

"I finally drew it!"

Mo Hua felt happy and his eyes brightened.

Being able to draw a complete formation hub on his own means that he has the ability to draw a great formation, and he can also officially start planning to build a powerful five-element demon-slaying formation!

Build a large formation, kill Feng Xi, and protect Tongxian City!

Thank you Mini Rabbit for the tip~